July 2011
29 posts
day 210
so technically its the early morning of my 211th day, but whatever. its 2am. i dont really care. i just feel….useless. like im not doing enough. i wanna help people. i wanna do things in the world that will give people hope that better days are coming. some of my teachers and maybe i should just say a number of Christians in general think that its the end times or whatever and think things...
That awkward moment when both your parents are super stressed and you are just sitting there.
Shattered Dreams: dreaming →
shattered-dreams92:
I had a dream last night, that I was in my thirties, sitting in the family room with my little boy.
He asked me what all the scars on my legs and arms were from, with his innocent little voice. I told him, “Mummy got into a really big fight, but I won. I beat the bad guys, and the scars remind…
day 197
I’m so afraid. Afraid I will hurt someone as bad as I did before. Afraid I’m capable of doing it again. Afraid I won’t ever trust myself to be in a relationship again. Afraid that I won’t be able to help people and will always be the one needing the help. I can’t stop now though. I can’t keep looking back to what I was; to all I did. I started this almost 200...
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e. e. cummings, "since feeling is first"
sharingpoetry:
since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; wholly to be a fool while Spring is in the world my blood approves, and kisses are a better fate than wisdom lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry —the best gesture of my brain is less than your eyelids’ flutter which says we are for each other: then laugh, leaning back in my arms...
Sharing Poetry: Daniel J. Langton, "Soldiering" →
sharingpoetry:
A gun on either side of me, a pond with blood and foam, @#!*% and corpses in it; among the lily’s pads, empty boxes of bullets, bandages and processed food; a quiet made up of too much blantant sound, grass and weeds smashed by up-to-the-minute shards of metal riven to find the fox’s hole I dug to…
day 194
so…am i the only person thats ever thought that they need to be locked up? like padded room and all? because some days i just feel like i can’t even take care of myself and manage another day. im having another one of those days…i keep thinking about my exgirlfriend and how because of what i did she tried to kill herself…its like having a nightmare when youre wide...
RENEE YOHE: A Simple Act →
reneeyohe:
Wake up. Get up. Untangle myself from the fickle sheets, loosen the drunken grip of desperate dreams. I will not wonder, “What if I had gotten up at ten?” today. The what ifs always frustrate me, they do not propel me forward. Disheveled and unsure, tile like splashes of ice water shocks the…
day 192
K, this is getting pretty crazy… Today, I felt normal. I felt like I wasn’t totally messed up or that I had “problems.” I felt like I could do what everyone else was doing. I felt like I could actually live my life instead of just trying to be strong to make it to another day. And better yet, I felt normal while still having emotions. Not all of them were good, but they...
RENEE YOHE: It Will Feel Worse, and it Will Get... →
reneeyohe:
You never know what’s at stake when you enter a conversation, or disregard one, or keep it shallow and entertaining. It’s easy to forget that there are other people out there, hurting and searching and throwing a hail marry before they make one last final decision. A facebook chat pops up with a…
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My dear lady, I cannot be for you your Lancelot, for I am far from brave, I cannot be your Gallahad, for I am anything but pure, I cannot even compare to mad Quixote, for I do not search for dangerous adventures. But while I may not be brave enough to fight, or unable to regain innocence, and while I often avoid danger, for you my dearest lady, I would gladly take up my lance, broke as it may be,...
day 190
i cant believe im actually admitting Dr. Gage (my therapist) was right…but he gave me this packet thing on deep breathing techniques and all and i started to kinda get worked up tonight so i started doing what it said in them and i was able to really enjoy my night :) which was really important cuz i was at my friends concert :) whichhhhh if youre not following...
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